"You can't let them ruin us."
"They already did."
Talullah Bennett lost everything in the blink of an eye. She was lost in life- no job and heartbroken. The media is ruthless, after all. Desperate to escape the isolation, she decides to leave Texas...
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CHAPTER SIX a matter of formalities
"Or did you just miss me that much?"
"YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS right now!" Shayla screams, throwing the remote against the wall. Fat, hot tears stream down my face as Kiara sobs on the television. "Turn it off, I can't," I choke, hiding my face in my hands. We decided to binge-watch Outer Banks since the new season came out.
Easy to say that we are in shambles right now.
My phone rings on the coffee table. I lean over to silence it, wiping my face with the sleeve of my Bama sweatshirt. "This is torture," she whispers, her head buried in her hands. My phone buzzes again, causing Shayla to turn to me. "Silence, this is not the time Shiesty!"
I look at the unknown number, confused. "It's not Joe," I tell her, sliding my finger across the screen. "Hello?" I croak, my throat scratchy from yelling at the screen. "Hello, Ms. Bennett. This is Sam Blackburn with the Bengals. How are you today?"
My eyes widen and I immediately slap my roommate's arm. "What?" she asks, her eyebrows furrowed. I wave my hand around aggressively, signaling to her to cut the show off. "Hi, Mr. Blackburn, I'm well, and you?"
Shayla scurries off the couch to retrieve the remote. She hits pause; the device balled up in her fist. "Well, I'm doing good, thank you. I was calling today to let you know that you got the job and will be the Bengal's new in-house reporter."
I pump my fist into the air, biting my lip. "That's amazing news, thank you so much, sir."
A few papers shuffle on the other side of the line. "You will be receiving an email confirming all the details shortly. Come in tomorrow around 9, you'll fill out some paperwork and meet some others in the office. Since the season's starting soon, you will probably start on Monday. Don't worry, we'll have people to show you the ropes. Do you have any questions for me?"
"I don't think so." I try to suppress the grin that finds its way to my face. "Okay then. Welcome to the team, Talullah. See you tomorrow."
When he hangs up, I run to Shayla and hug her. "What, what?" she asks, her eyes wide. "I got the job!"
She squeals, hugging me back, and we begin jumping up and down. "Oh, Shay, thank you!"
She kisses my cheek, grinning. "I'm so happy for you! Now you get to come with me on the away games!"
I smile, grabbing my phone from the couch. "I'm gonna go call Brock."
